Ella’s POV
Breathing suddenly became hard work.
It felt as if my spirit had slipped out of my body, leaving nothing but an empty shell behind. My limbs turned cold, heavy, almost numb.
I blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Trying to convince my mind that what I was seeing wasn’t real.
Ava couldn’t be dead.
That thought repeated inside my head like a broken record.
Ava couldn’t be dead.
Slowly, I stepped closer.
The closer I got, the clearer everything became.
The pale skin.
The lifeless body.
The dark streak of blood trailing from the corner of her eye.
Reality slammed into me with brutal force.
My scream tore through the quiet study before I even realised it had left my throat.
A violent shiver ran down my spine.
My legs almost gave out beneath me.
Moments later, footst
